A/N: Wow I am surprised that I got notifications for this story within 3-45 mins of posting it. Glad you are enjoying it. I talked to my surgeon and he said that he'll do it. So it'll be a really fast recovery. I'll be sore for a day and be fine. If this doesn't help, then more testing is needed. My cruise is coming up fast and sadly I can't bring the computer with me or have internet. So for the next two or three days I'm hoping to update a lot. Not really sure but I'll try my best. And we learn about more of Ratchet's past in medical school next chapter. And it'll be more... detailed so that'll be rated M in some parts. Nothing explicit, but like off-screen. I'll put it in the warnings and get it up tomorrow.

Guest: Yes we will learn more about Ratchet's past and the two younglings are Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. They will be coming in when Ultra Magnus does.

tiedwithribbons: Well you're about to find out what is going to happen next. ;)

maria-ioanna984: I apologize for this. I don't write explicit stuff because of personal values and my religion (Mormon if you want to know). But I will have more action going on between the two lovers. Ratchet never does get attention I agree there. But I'll tell you what. I shall type stuff and you can imagine in your head what you think goes on. Maybe even write it and you can probably post it up. I'll give you permission. Deal? Again I apologize and hope you can understand. But please do continue to review and read. I enjoy it.

Michelle Thornboy: Thanks. I'm trying to improve but we don't know what's going on. Still in the testing process. Glad that you are enjoying the story.

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Main Parings:

ex MegatronxTerminus

Child(s): Smokescreen

RatchetxMegatron

Child(s): Hot Rod, Sunstreaker (adopted), Sideswipe (adopted)

Knock OutxBreakdown

Child(s): Tracks

OptimusxUltra Magnus

Child(s): Moonracer

StarscreamxArcee

Child(s):

BulkheadxWheeljack

Child(s): Spark

BumblebeexSmokescreen

Child(s):

Warnings: Violence, kidnapping, blood, some gore (maybe), fluff, sparking, mpreg, kissing, mechs (and femme) changing, mentions of interfacing and rape, sadness, depression, and anything else I forgot. And AU mostly. Don't know when this should take place but let's say Breakdown is never killed. Smokescreen is there and no Darkmount or Omega Keys (for now). Ultra Magnus appears soon. Wheeljack stays when he hears Ratchet is taken.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters. Nor do I own any songs that I may or may not use. Depends on what the plot bunnies think.


Ratchet stood at the computer terminal, staring at the blank screen. It had been a week since he returned to the base. He didn't do much and hardly worked or cared if something went wrong, like Bulkhead breaking a tool. This worried the team greatly, believing that their friend had suffered from mental torture since he returned with no wounds. No one can get him to talk, not even Rafael or Optimus. Wheeljack even tried to but was ignored by the sullen silence.

"Ratchet? Did the Decepticons... did Megatron harm you?" Optimus asked that night when the whole base was asleep. "Your lack of energy has us greatly worried for your well being. You are not yourself."

"Nothing happened Optimus," Ratchet said, optics settling on his friend, who sat on a crate to be level with his face.

"I know that you are lying. Please, tell me what is on your mind," Optimus begged. Ratchet clamped his mouth shut as he thought. With a sigh he nodded, he too sitting down.

"I was not tortured in anyway. I was treated rather well for being their prisoner. I completed the Synthetic energon formula for them," Ratchet admitted, shoulders slumping a bit. "Megatron threatened to destroy Jasper. He knows that the children reside there."

Optimus knew that it was true, well mostly true. Ratchet left out a lot of what happened and hid it well. Optimus was satisfied, now knowing what was bothering his old friend. A large black servo rested on the medic's knee in comfort.

"We will do what we can to ensure that our human partners are safe," Optimus reassured. "Now, I advise you get some recharge. You have been online for a few days now."

Ratchet nodded and trudged back to his room. Optimus shut off the computer for the night. He truly wished that Ratchet would recover from his experience with the enemy. The prisoners that were recovered after spending even a small amount of time were left scarred in some way.

When the old mech got to his old room, he sat on the berth with a heavy sigh. His spark ached at the mere thought of the warrior. Deep down he knew that he truly loved him with his very being. Sadly it was still war and even going to him willing would be treason enough. What would his team think if they ever found out? Would he be casted out? Tortured? Killed? No. No the team wasn't like that. They were understanding.

A beep from his com. link had him scared. He answered reluctantly. Much to his surprise and relief, it was Megatron.

"Megatron, how did you get this frequency?"

"Soundwave tapped into your com. link system. Can you meet me where I first found you?"

"I shall be there shortly."

Ratchet poked his helm out the door, looking around for any sign of anyone awake. He snuck out the base, transforming when he made it outside and racing off. He made it within 10 minutes, seeing the silver mech standing, waiting for him. Immediately they ran to each other, embracing as Megatron knelt down to make it easier.

"I've missed you so much," Ratchet breathed, looking into those optics he loved so much. "Every night I couldn't recharge. I miss the feeling of you next to me, holding me close, keeping me safe."

"I have missed you as well my dear medic. It feels as if I have a hole in my spark once more. You have healed me and made my life complete," Megatron said lovingly. He pressed a kiss to his love, bringing him closer. "I'm never, never, letting you go ever again. You are mine. No one can take you away."

"I love you Megatron," Ratchet whispered seductively. "Kiss me. I know that we will have to part again. The other Autobots will be wondering where I'm at if I stay away too long. It's almost morning."

Megatron growled possessively, picking Ratchet up and pinning him against a rock wall. He attacked those sweet lips, savoring the flavor and storing it away in his memory banks. He then moved down, kissing along the way. Ratchet moaned as his jaw was assaulted, traveling down to his neck. Megatron sucked at the soft metal, lightly nipping every now and then. The two bodies heated up, grinding together until Ratchet thought that they would melt together.

The warlord moved down to his chest, hoisting him up a bit. The scarred lips tenderly kissed the chestplates as if they were the most delicate thing. Ratchet cried out, gripping silver metal tightly. His cries revved the larger on, bringing more pleasure. Sharp denta punctured an energon line, the blue liquid dribbling down the orange plating. Megatron lapped at the wound, cleaning the heated metal.

"Show me your spark," Megatron demanded huskily.

Ratchet obeyed, letting his soul be shown to the world. He shivered a bit at the cool night air when it hit, arousing him further. Megatron lapped the life force, small jolts hitting his glossa. This made the medic scream out, arching slightly and clawing at the other and the wall he rested against. His legs opened up, allowing the tyrant to get closer. The Kaonian mech grabbed Ratchet's wrists, pinning them to the side as he continued in his task.

"Megatron," Ratchet whimpered, arching again when his spark was attacked with kisses. "Please...please..."

The sound of a blaster powering up interrupted them. Megatron froze, knowing that sound from anywhere. He turned his helm to see Optimus glaring at him, one servo a blade and the other a gun. Ratchet looked scared, fearing that Megatron would be killed. His chest closed, his breathing heavy. Megatron stepped back, allowing the older to slide to the ground.

"Megatron, leave this place and you will remain untouched," Optimus threatened, a slight growl in his voice.

"This isn't the end Prime. I will take him back," Megatron snarled, transforming and taking off.

Optimus watched until his enemy disappeared from sight. He turned to his friend, checking him over. The small bite marks, scratches, and the wound caught his attention. His gaze hardened, a tiny snarl escaping his voice box. Ratchet looked down, fearing that this was it. Optimus knew his secret and was going to throw him out for treason.

"What did he do old friend? Was he trying to... force you to interface?" Optimus asked hesitantly.

"No... no he wasn't forcing me to do anything. I came here on my own free will," Ratchet said quietly. "I... I needed to get out of the base for a bit. I had too much on my mind to recharge. Megatron was here and... you know."

"Ratchet... why didn't you tell me from before? I would of helped you recover from whatever happened while you were their prisoner," Optimus said, kneeling down and letting Ratchet meet his optics. "You can trust me with anything. It doesn't matter what it is, I will always be here for you."

"I... I don't want to talk about it right now. Please Optimus, give me some time. I just can't talk about it right now," Ratchet begged.

"Take your time. I will wait," Optimus said. "An Autobot ship has just landed not far from here. I came to investigate and found you here."

~~~000

"ARGH! I almost had him!" Megatron shouted, smashing a drone into the ship's wall. "Soundwave! We must get Ratchet. I must have him with me."

Soundwave nodded, turning to his terminal and typing away. Megatron stormed off to his room, collapsing on his berth. For the first time in many centuries, he cried. It hurt to not feel the older mech near him. They needed to be more careful. He looked at the pictures he had of the medic, a smile gracing his face. However, that smile turned into a frown.

"I will get you back my love. I promise you will return to where you belong," Megatron vowed, falling into recharge.

~~~000

"When did we get new bots?" Miko asked, leaning forward on the railing.

"When did you get humans?" the red mech questioned, looking at the medic for help.

"That is Miko. She is one of the few that know about us. The small one is Raf and the taller is Jack. Jack's mother June and Agent Fowler are the other human allies we have," Ratchet explained. "The worse she can do is ask questions."

"Whatever! Remember when I scrapped Hardshell?" Miko rolled her eyes. "I'm a Wrecker."

"I doubt that a human as yourself can be Wrecker. To be one requires great skill," Ultra Magnus said with a frown.

"Rude! Wheeljack who is this jerk?" Miko huffed.

"That's Ultra Magnus, Optimus' second. He's a complete aft and cares about nothing besides his rules and regulations. Best to ignore him kid," Wheeljack reassured. "You're one of the best Wreckers I know. Just ignore what he says."

"Soldier you will learn to respect your commanding officers," Ultra Magnus scowled.

"Frag off Magnus. This isn't the Elite Guard anymore. Mech up, swallow your pride, and learn the new rules here," Wheeljack said. "I'm going on patrol. Wanna join kid?"

"Sweet!"

Optimus sighed. He knew that there was going to be trouble between Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus. The Wrecker had refused to leave until he knew that Ratchet was back to normal, which was not happening anytime soon. The Wrecker Commander however always had issues with Wheeljack since he got put in charge. He never approved of "Wrecker Style" in any way. Not even the twins were this much trouble.

"Ultra Magnus, they are not just soldiers anymore. We have all grown into a family in the time we have been here on Earth. We must treat them as such. Those rules do not apply any longer," Optimus explained, a servo on the taller mech. "You will learn in time."

"Hey Ratchet, we never got to thank you for helping us before we got separated by war," Sunstreaker said, hugging his elder. His twin did the same.

"There is no need to my young ones," Ratchet said. "You are my younglings after all."

"What's wrong? You don't seem like yourself," Sideswipe pointed out.

"I will tell you later on tonight. I rather not speak about it here," Ratchet said. "I will show you around the base. Your quarters will be next to mine."

~~~000

"Wheeljack, why do you have a bump?" Miko asked, her eyes on the Wrecker's abdomen.

"So you noticed eh?" Wheeljack replied. "I'll tell you a secret. I haven't told anyone yet. Not even the old wrecking ball. But to put it in your terms, Bulk is going to be father in about two months."

"You're pregnant?!" Miko squealed.

"Sparked yes. You're going to have a sibling in a way," Wheeljack smirked, looking over at the small human.

"When are you going to tell him? And the rest of the team? What's it gonna be? Boy or girl? Got any names picked out?" Miko blurted out.

"One thing at a time. I was going to tell them but then Magnus showed up. Might keep it quiet but I don't want to give them spark attacks when it's time. Well it would be funny if Magnus had one. I don't know what it's gonna be yet. Doc will have to check it to see if it's a mech or femme. I was going to name it Spark since Bulkhead said that he wanted a sparkling named Spark when we bonded," Wheeljack answered. "It's about time we head back. There's no activity going on."

When they got back Miko ran to the medic, telling him to do an ultrasound on Wheeljack. The doctor was confused but complied to keep Miko quiet. He glitched a bit when he saw the sparkling moving around slightly. Wheeljack looked as the rest of the team gathered around to see what was wrong with their teammate.

"So is it a mech or femme?" Miko asked, jumping around in excitement.

"It's a mech. Wheeljack, why didn't you come to me sooner?" Ratchet asked, nearly hitting the inventor.

"You're still recovering Doc. I don't need you more stressed out. Besides, I didn't notice until about a week ago," Wheeljack said in his defense. "So Bulk, how you feel about being a sire?"

"I...I don't- know what to feel," Bulkhead stuttered. "You're really sparked."

"It's what we always wanted when we first courted on Cybertron. Heh, Impactor and 'em always made bets on when we would bond and when a sparkling would appear. Looks like Seaspray won the bet. We bonded after that one mission and had a kid hundreds of years later," Wheeljack laughed a bit, memories of his Wrecker family cheering when they announced their bonding.

"This is unacceptable. War is no place for a sparkling. You two clearly broke all protocol about this kind of thing. Courting, bonding, now mating," Ultra Magnus snarled.

"Frag off Magnus. Impactor gave us permission," Wheeljack defended.

"Impactor was reckless," Magnus retorted. "That is why I had him ki- removed."

"What? You had him killed? You killed our leader because he was doing his job! Is that why the rest were murdered as well?" Wheeljack demanded, anger growing as he spoke. He fought back the tears when he heard the truth.

"I was ordered to remove him. He was in the way," Ultra Magnus said, knowing that if he didn't stop, it would end up in disaster.

"Magnus stop. He is no longer alive. We saved Impactor," Optimus said quietly. "There is no need for conflict. That happened in the past."

"You're right. I apologize for my outburst. I am still trying to forget the old rules," Ultra Magnus said.

Ratchet looked at the commander, surprise on his face. He knew that Ultra Magnus had done questionable things, but this was the worse. Killing, or nearly killing, an Autobot and his team was unspeakable. Optimus took Ultra Magnus away, congratulating the couple on their new child. Wheeljack looked down, fists clenched tight as a lone tear escaped. Bulkhead and Miko hugged their favorite mech, comforting him after a horrible truth was revealed.

"Wheeljack was Impactor last seen in Iacon?" Sideswipe asked.

"Yeah he was. I followed him shortly after he left. He... was shot down. I couldn't save him before I was knocked out," said Wheeljack, voice choked up a bit. "He was my sire in a way."

Ratchet ushered everyone out of the medibay besides the small team. He knew that they needed their space. He knew his patient needed some comfort as and turned his back to them.

"Wheeljack, if it helps then I sent Impactor into deep stasis while he healed. I can call out to his stasis pod and give it coordinates to come here for you," Ratchet offered.

"Thanks Doc, it'll mean a lot to me," Wheeljack muttered.

"I'll go do that and leave you three alone. Get some rest," Ratchet said, taking his leave to the computer.

~~~000

"You will learn in time," Optimus repeated softly to his other. "Remember we are courting and this is still war. I am fine with them being together just as long as they can still help."

"I know. I just... can't seem to forget the old rules. They've been programmed into me by Zeta," Ultra Magnus sighed. Optimus gave him a small kiss in comfort.

"We'll get through this together. But first I need you to take care of something for me," Optimus said huskily, moaning slightly. Ultra Magnus moaned back, grabbing the slender hips and bringing him close.

"Do we want to take this to the berth, or rather against the wall? Maybe the washracks," Magnus whispered, licking at the audio near his mouth. "I can do all of it. I know how you enjoy being pinned down, helpless as I frag you hard. You love being dominated until you fall into recharge, completely tired and relaxed."

Optimus shivered at the words, images popping into his mind. It had been so long since he was last taken. He and Magnus had been separated during the Exodus with the attack on their ships to stop the Autobots from leaving. He felt himself thrown onto the berth of their room, Magnus crawling on to pn him to the soft surface. He raised Optimus' servos above his helm, keeping them held down.

"You enjoy this don't you?" Ultra Magnus asked.

"Yes," Optimus gasped, bucking slightly.

"Good," Ultra Magnus muttered. He grinded their panels together, a small shower of sparks created from the friction. Optimus cried out, his body heating up some more. "Open up for me my little Prime."

~~~000

"Ratch... what happened to you?" Sideswipe asked, crossing his legs on the medic's berth, his twin sitting next to him. Ratchet sat across from them, looking at them before beginning.

"I was a Decepticon prisoner for many weeks. I finished the synthetic energon formula for them, giving them an unlimited amount. Each night Megatron would take me to his personal quarters. When I did what I was told to, he kept me there. And he would... interface with me. I did it willingly. He showed me a different side of him, a caring and loving mech. I yearn to go back to him. I've committed treason and haven't told the others yet. You two are the only ones to know, and want to keep it that way until I am ready to tell the team," Ratchet said, guilt in his voice as he explained his story. "We have met once since I returned and Optimus caught us. I told him I wasn't ready to explain and he respected that. Megatron it seems has missed me as well. I can see that he loves me and his mental state healing. He had a mate before who died shortly after sparking a tiny spark. Smokescreen is Megatron's son."

"We don't care. We still love ya Ratch. I think it'll be pretty cool to have a sire. A real sire that can love and care for us," Sideswipe said.

"I agree. I'm glad that you trusted us to tell us what happened. If you go out to go see him, we'll cover for ya. Maybe when we have night duty at the monitors you can go when it's more safe. The others wouldn't be as understanding. Well Magnus won't be at least. Not too sure about the others," Sunstreaker agreed, giving his adoptive carrier a supportive smile. "This could end the war too. If he truly loves you, then he'll do what you want him to. Hey Sides, do you think we'll have some siblings?"